"Say yes, Jack," Candy encouraged, popping back into view to plop down on Emma's lap and grab a shot glass off the tray she was carrying to shove into Emma's hand. "She's got this tall, dark, and brooding one making eyes at her, and you need to save her before she succumbs to his attempts at wooing."
"Which, have been hilariously ineffective so far, since Emma doesn't flirt back any more than she flirts with anyone else, which is to say he's mostly the recipient of scathing sarcasm. But, well, men." Candy saluted Jack with her own shot glass. "You're all weird."
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Date: 2014-12-22 04:10 am (UTC)"Which, have been hilariously ineffective so far, since Emma doesn't flirt back any more than she flirts with anyone else, which is to say he's mostly the recipient of scathing sarcasm. But, well, men." Candy saluted Jack with her own shot glass. "You're all weird."